Aquella Guitarra
Binomio de Oro de América
That Guitar
I'm gonna leave a message for my buddy
'Cause they don't sing serenades like they used to
Hey my friend, what's going on, what's going on?
You still have many years ahead of you.
How much it hurts me (Repeat)
That the cherished customs of my town
Are fading into memories
And you reflect that nostalgia
Of the old valley that Darío Pavallo
Sang with my guitar.
How it feels, how it lives
How joy lives in the heart,
Only by singing the hopes
Only by singing does a dream stay alive (Repeat).
There are very few true friends left
The breed of party-loving men is gone
'Cause a guitar is left in oblivion
'Cause a friend's guitar falls silent.
How much it hurts me (Repeat)
That the cherished customs of my town
Are fading into memories
And you reflect that nostalgia
Of the old valley that Darío Pavallo
Sang with my guitar.
